YOU KNOW, I KNOW I'M NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU MA'I KNOW YOU'D RATHER HAVE ME DEAD AND HIM ALIVE

All of these lines across my face. Tell you the story of who I amSo many stories of where I've been. And how I got to where I amBut these stories don't mean anything. When you've got no one to tell them to

❀ Chaos isn’t a pit. Chaos is a ladder. Many who try to climb it fail, and never get to try again. The fall breaks them. And some are given a chance to climb, but refuse. They cling to the realm, or love, or the gods …Illusions. Only the ladder is real. The climb is all there is. But they’ll never know this. Not until it’s too late.